Fu Yihan's gaze lingered on her for a while before retracting.
"Come over and sit down."
Su Qingnuan hesitated for a moment, then quickly jogged over.
Seeing her obediently standing by his side, Fu Yihan patted the sofa: "Sit."
Su Qingnuan sat down cautiously and asked, "What's wrong?"
"We're having guests here tomorrow. You need to prepare."
Guests? She needed to prepare for guests?
Su Qingnuan looked at Fu Yihan in confusion.
Fu Yihan gave her a meaningful look and said in a low voice, "You'll know who they are when they arrive tomorrow."
"...."
It was shrouded in mystery—who could it possibly be?
"If the Old Master asks later about where we went today, you should know what to say, right?" Fu Yihan suddenly asked.
Su Qingnuan froze slightly, looking at him in confusion.
Fu Yihan raised his eyebrows: "You don't know?"
"I know..."
So he just wanted her to lie? Adding so many unnecessary formalities...
"Good that you know."
